"Stay..."He said in a broken tone. It pierced my heart to hear him like this. I put the tray aside and wrap my arms around his arms. I put my head on his shoulder. And closed my eyes.

After remaining like that for a while he began to say,

"I was just four... she was so tiny... so cute... I am the one who named her..."

"You Did?" I asked him.

"Yes...They were thinking of a name and I suggested one..."

"They?"

"Mr and Mrs Smith."He coldly said.

He then continued again,

"I used to play with her.. .Every time I looked at her I felt so happy...She was so...